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My Pillow Knows
It has heard my cries, the screams I bury in fabric. A poem about the things we hold in silence.
Before I Knew It, It Was You — Prologue
This isn't just another story. It's about how a moment sticks, how a person becomes home, how little things find a place in your heart before you even notice.
Aira — Chapter One
The city looked normal. But lately, normal had started feeling strange to her. A girl steps off a train and the world begins to fracture.